He had only gone in there for a single drink, but in order to avoid her getting suspicious, he had to keep up with her. Of course, he had plenty of tr...cks to minimize the alcohol consumed—pretending to drink, throwing up in the bathroom, and even pouring his drink into her glass when she was distracted. It was necessary, as he needed to keep a clear head for what would happen next.=============As the man drove further and further into the wilds of northern Maine, signs of civilization faded.. However after about a half hour Michael finally relaxed and began to open up a bit. As the evening continued we talked some more and then Michael went to the bathroom which gave the two of a quick chance to talk about the experience. Marge wanted to see where things were leading but I wanted to end the evening after dessert. However I agreed with Marge to see where things were heading. Michael came back from the bathroom; we finished our meal and ordered dessert. During dessert Michael. He was dumbfounded, but I ignored it and told him to get to work.I eventually got up and checked on Meri, to make sure that she was correctly performing her sit-ups, I corrected her form and made her start over. For the boy, I retrieved a sheath for an extra dagger that I had stored. He needed something to keep his knife safe and portable."Here, attach this to your belt, and put your knife into it until we get somewhere for a custom made one. Now, show me what you have done so far." You aren't. She began to moan and quake, signaling her quickly approaching orgasm. The baby monitor continued to crackle and now small cries were easily recognizable through the static of the cheap monitor. It's then that I noticed it! She must have still been breast-feeding, because during her intense fucking, her approaching orgasm and the muffled crying through the baby monitor, I noticed small droplets of mother's-milk forming on each of her very full nipples. That, as they say, really tripped my.